The moment he heard these words, Lin Qiye's eyes suddenly shrank and his mind was trembling wildly.
What did he just... call himself?
Dean Lin?
How did he know this name?
Lin Qiye held the [Soul-Breaking Knife] and stared blankly at the black figure that had disappeared without a trace, standing there like a sculpture.
In front of him, the unconscious Zhao Kun frowned, groaned, and opened his eyes slightly.
"Huh? Why am I here?" Zhao Kun looked around blankly. After seeing Lin Qiye wearing a Sun Wukong mask, he was suddenly stunned. He recalled in his mind the figure wearing a Zhu Bajie mask this morning...
He suddenly covered the back of his head and said indignantly: "You, you are plotting against me again? Do the Fifth Reserve Team like shady people so much?!"
Lin Qiye rolled his eyes, "You were possessed by the [Secret Peeper] yourself, and I saved you."
He waved his hand and dispersed the surrounding wooden cages. Under the control of the ancient tree demon, the wooden platform where Lin Qiye and Zhao Kun were standing fell steadily to the ground.
"Qiye, is it solved?"
Baili Pangpang, who had been guarding under the wooden cage, stepped forward and asked.
Lin Qiye nodded, "It's solved as planned."
He stretched out his hand and handed the black ring in his palm to Baili Pangpang, who shook his head and said with a smile, "Give it to Brother La, I have already given him the [Soul-Breaking Knife]."
Shen Qingzhu raised his eyebrows, took the black ring, and put it on his middle finger.
"Thanks."
"So, do we win this confrontation?" Cao Yuan asked.
Lin Qiye raised his head and looked at the top of the building on the other side of the street, where a figure wearing a dark red cloak was silently looking in this direction.
"Of course." He smiled.
…
Outside Daxia.
Pale mist fills every inch of space, rolling in the air like ocean waves. The sun shines through the hazy mist on the dry and dead land. This restricted area of life, which no one has set foot on for hundreds of years, silently interprets the beauty of death.
…
Darkness is eating away at this land bit by bit.
If someone stands on the ground and looks up, through the endless fog, he will see a huge black shadow suspended in the sky, slowly moving towards the west.
That's a city.
A modern city shrouded in gloom.
That faint light bloomed from a certain suspended palace underground, shrouding the entire city through the bronze gate standing underground, like a dark sky, expelling the fog that filled every corner of the world, allowing
Tens of thousands of sleeping creatures in the city were able to survive in the fog.
That dim light is the law of Fengdu.
Over the floating city, a figure wearing a blue-white robe and a blue belt stood in the mist. Endless storms surrounded him. Those dark golden eyes contained endless power, which made people take a look.
Then I had the idea of worshiping him.
He is the wind god, Hugh, one of the nine pillar gods in Egypt.
His right hand was placed in front of him, as if he was holding something. Under his feet, endless hurricanes surrounded the suspended city, leading the entire city slowly towards the west.
Xio lowered his head and glanced at the dim light city at his feet, frowned slightly, pointed down with his right hand, and a dark blue astral wind several kilometers long gathered at his fingertips and flew towards the city at his feet.
The moment the strong wind touched the dark barrier, the entire city shivered violently, and Fengdu's laws circulated, shattering the strong wind.
Fengdu was subconsciously resisting the laws of the outer gods.
Xio frowned slightly, and after a moment of hesitation, he slowly lowered his hand.
Along the way, he has tried countless times to break Fengdu's laws, but none of them have been successful.
The law of Fengdu is like a tortoise shell that protects the lives in the fragments of the city. Even the God of Wind cannot break it easily. This is why he could not directly plunder Fengdu before, but could only connect Fengdu to this one.
The reason why all cities were cut off.
It's like a thief who can't open the safe to get the treasure inside, so he can only use the stupidest method to take the entire safe back and slowly open it.
And the tens of thousands of lives contained in it are just gifts included in the safe.
Since this Fengdu Law is so tenacious, move it entirely back to Sun City and gather the power of the gods to open it.
He raised his head, controlled the shimmering fragments of the city under his feet, and continued to move towards the Egyptian Sun City...
What he didn't notice was that an undetectable sword light passed through the fog and quietly escaped into the dim light.
…
Within the city.
Under the dark sky, the whole city was dead silent.
The city's power network has been completely paralyzed, there is no light on the streets, and the city center is also dark and silent.
Looking around, there is no trace of technological civilization in the dark city.
The icy cold air wandered under the dim light, making the whole city feel like it had fallen into an ice cave. Dots of white frost covered the roads, slowly eating away at the bodies of the staggering passers-by.
They are residents of Anta County who were knocked unconscious by the strong wind coming from the God of Wind.
Under the erosion of the frost, their bodies became colder and colder, and their breathing became weaker and weaker...
In the darkness, the city's vitality is losing little by little.
At this moment, two dazzling beams of light lit up from the other side of the street, swept across the dark and silent street, and finally fell on several pedestrians lying on the street.
"Senior Chen Han, there are people here!" A young man's voice came from the darkness.
Immediately afterwards, the two rays of light quickly approached here. They were two figures wearing dark red cloaks. They held flashlights in their hands, and their lips were a little purple from the cold.
Chen Han quickly ran to the passerby who fell to the ground, stretched out his hand to feel under his nose for a moment, and then touched his hot forehead, his expression solemn.
"He's still alive, but the strong wind blew his soul away. He still has a high fever. He won't be able to survive much longer if he continues like this."
Chen Han leaned down, carried the man on his back, took a deep breath, and walked slowly towards the other side of the street.
The young man next to him picked up another passerby on his back and followed his footsteps, his steps a bit frivolous.
"Senior Chen Han, don't you really need to take a rest? We have been searching and rescuing for 19 hours in a row, and you still have a fever... If you continue like this, your body will collapse before we finish rescuing these people.
." He asked with some worry.
Chen Han glanced at him and said, "Small fever, it's okay."
"But……"
"There is no but." Chen Han glanced at the dark city and said calmly, "There are only two of us awake in this city now. If we don't save them... they will really have no choice but to wait to die."